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    Albert was driving a thrilled Ichiro as they hurried to the airport.


    Ichiro’s excitement was palpable. Despite the hefty ten billion dor payment to Charlie for the medicine prescription, his father’s paralysis had beenpletely reversed! In addition, Kobayashi Pharma had sessfully obtained the prescription for the miraculous medicine.


    This prescription meant that Kobayashi Pharma was on the verge of significant growth.


    Once Ichiro became the chairman of Kobayashi Pharma, he would finally reach the peak of his ambitions!<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    He could hardly contain his excitement to return to Tokyo and bask in his father’s admiration and respect.


    Meanwhile, in Tokyo, Japan, Masao, now fully healthy, was reveling in the joys of youth!


    His improved physical condition made him eager to seek out two young women to relive the vitality he had long missed.


    As he exited the airport, Masao felt the urge to drive himself.


    Two of his greatest passions in life were women and cars.


    Both pursuits offered him a strong sense of control.


    However, finding women at this moment would prove challenging. Besides, his reputation could suffer if he soughtpanionship too soon after his recovery, especially with his second son apanying him.<fn04d0> For more chapters visit fin?novel</fn04d0>


    But surely, he could still drive, right?


    Jiro, aware of his father’s wishes, knew he couldn’t refuse. He felt vulnerable at the moment, knowing that once his older brother returned to Tokyo, he would be seen as the hero of the Kobayashi family. Thus, Jiro understood the need to tter his father now.


    Quickly, he suggested, “Dad, why not take my Bentley sports car home instead? You used to love speed when you were younger! This car is sleek and sporty, and since it’ste at night, the roads should be clear, allowing you to drive as fast as you want!”


    “Alright!” Masao chuckled, sliding into the driver’s seat of Jiro’s Bentley sports car.


    Jiro quickly hopped into the passenger seat and remarked, “Dad, I never thought I’d get to ride in a car driven by you again in my lifetime. I’ve always felt secure and enjoyed the experience of being in your car.”


    Masao nodded with a smile, saying, “Jiro, this is truly a stroke of good fortune. Amaterasu might not have imagined I would still get to enjoy these moments! It feels like a second spring in my life!”


    Jiro, filled with anticipation, eximed, “Dad, why don’t you start the car? I can’t wait to see you behind the wheel again!”


    Masao smiled and reached for the button to start the engine.


    However, just as he reached out, he suddenly felt a stiffness seize his body, as if he were losing control.


    Noticing his father’s hand hovering over the button without pressing it, Jiro quickly inquired, “Dad, are you feeling too excited?”


    Masao couldn’t speak, only managing to whimper as he struggled to breathe, feeling as if he might suffocate!


    When Jiro turned to look at his father, he was horrified!


    Masao’s face had turned a dark shade of purple, with blood vessels on his neck and forehead bulging rmingly. It was a terrifying sight!


    Panicking, Jiro eximed, “Dad! What’s happening to you?”


    Masao felt as though strong hands were squeezing his neck. With a pained expression, he managed to utter, “This…this medicine…is poisonous…”


    And just like that, Masao lost all his strength, his head tilting as he copsed, foaming at the mouth…<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>


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